The Buddha Amitābha - by
Without joy there can be no salvation
/ and without love there can be no joy.
patience
A Poem Before Breakfast - by
before the door opens and the pony crashes in with hoof-dirt and flicky
/ muzzle. You ordered eggs and toast but Pony’s…
Now - by
The thing about poetry is you have to keep doing it.
People have to keep making it.
The old stuff is no use
Once it’s old.